Life
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You Can Take the Woman out of the Fight . . .
Sorry for the slow posting this week — I haven’t even given you all the Paris rundown yet, or given you rant about one of Bush’s recent appointments that I’ve been thinking about. I’ve been busy catching up from a week off at work and not sleeping enough, so I’m very much looking forward to
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The Fast Track
Congrats to Tom, who has become the third guy I’ve dated to get engaged and/or married in less than a year of dating someone. Now we just get to wait and see about the rest of the insta-family cycle.
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The Hunt
So I spent a portion of this past weekend apartment hunting. Not for me (at least not yet), but for my friend Jimmy. He has found two apartments and is facing the classic New York dilemma: a gorgeous apartment in a neighborhood he is unsure about, and a small apartment that needs some work in
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So Much for Catching Up
I will at some point, I swear, but right now I’m so very tired and have to write a Gothamist post about the Chocolate Show before heading to sleep. Will you ever forgive me?
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When You Run into an Ex
You want him to gasp because you look so fabulous. You want to tell him all about your new boyfriend, your promotion at work, and the incredible vacation you just took. You want to have a perfect hair day, gleaming white teeth, and be dressed in your most comfortable yet naturally sexy outfit that highlights
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Congrats!
A special shout-out to all the marathoners, particularly to Teddi, who completed her first marathon after months of hard work and dedication. Way to go, Teddi! Also congrats to Rob (marathon #5) and Derek (marathon #7). Plague is subsiding, but I still sound pretty cold-y. Can’t wait to shake this one — I’ve got a
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A Chill in the Air
It is amazing that earlier this week I was walking around without a coat and right now it’s about 40 degrees out. No wonder I’ve come down with the plague. I tried to hold out as long as I could, but had to leave work at about 3pm yesterday and crawl home and into my
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Gold Diggers
I was talking to a friend tonight about a book he heard about of that basically teaches women how to "win" a "quality" guy. And by "quality," the author means "rich." He went on to describe some of the author’s key tips like not ordering apple martinis, but ordering scotch instead, or learning about wine
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The Softer Side of Hugh (and Me)
See — Hugh and I really aren’t that bitter. Courtesy of Hugh at Gaping Void.
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My Dirty Little Secret
I have a problem. Well, I’m sure I have plenty, as we all do, but the particular problem I’m addressing today is the fact that I suck at buying wedding presents. Not that I don’t know what to get people. Hell, with registries and whatnot, it’s really a no-brainer. My problem is actually purchasing the